Finesse
This takes finesse and focus,
None of which you have.
This artful dance
On that fine line
Between love
And hate.
You treat me like shit, sometimes,
But we all know better.
We all know you don’t loathe me,
That you
(at least)
Love me as a friend.
Perhaps something more.
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